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synodiporia_ooc2014-01-27 01:49 pm
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A network post would be great such as how she would generally address the other travelers when using the telepathic network to communicate with them or her reaction to the ending of a jaunt/investigation or even the beginning of one, for example, but it doesn't have to be in game, either. We're not going to be particularly picky on the subject matter so long as it's more her mannerisms towards others/more outward speaking rather than introspection since you've already demonstrated that very well. Alternatively, if you're having difficultly thinking of something to properly convey what you'd like, I can direct you to the Test Drive and thread a situation with you, if all else fails!
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I have found a baby bunny.
[ Found, snared, they're one in the same. There's a gap in time while she considers the condition of the rabbit before she projects again, admits almost flippantly: ] She's mostly dead. Her neck is broken, the sweet thing. Yet she breathes and she hops. She is afraid of herself because of it. Poor baby bunny.
[ Someone, apparently, can speak dead rabbit. Or she seems to think so, at least, going quiet as she tries to stroke admittedly ragged (and probably damn stanky) fur. ]
You would like your mother, wouldn't you? You would hide away in your home and forget this treacherous day, yes? Snap the string, creature. Resist. No?
Then what shall I name the beautiful baby bunny?
- cheers!
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